Kara
It wasn't until I saw the first tear roll off his cheek that day in the hospital that I realized I wasn't just losing my Mother, but his little girl too.
It wasn't until I saw the first tear roll off his cheek that day in the hospital that I realized I wasn't just losing my Mother, but his little girl too.
Because they don't let children in the ICU, I colored in the waiting room while he told my mother, "She won't remember me."
I will always wonder what my grandfather would've written, had he known that glittery, four dollar card would be the last thing he'd ever communicate to me.
My cousin and I were two years old, playing tag around the coffee table, not understanding why all the grown-ups were crying.
My first child was born on Christmas day, just in time for her great great grandfather to see her on his death bed.
My whole family considered my grandfather to be a cold, emotionless bastard, but the day after he died i found his gentle, loving soul contained in a journal that he'd kept hidden on top of the cupboard.
As I spoon-fed my Grandfather what would be his last meal, I already knew it'd be a moment I would never forget, despite him being so drugged that he thought I was my mother.
As I declared her grandfatehr deceased, I couldn't help but to feel an urge to call my own.
The ultimate conversation stopper award belongs to my Grampa, who silenced the Christmas dinner chatter with “…and you never saw a dog die so fast in all your life”.
My Chinese grandfather was upset that my father was marrying a white woman, but he was more upset that their first car was Japanese.
The first and only time I met Bob he gave me a silver dollar as a graduation present.
After discovering his father is a police officer, my grandfather decided to show off his pot plants to my boyfriend.
She cried so hard, I though the casket was going to fall over.